ShanT's World.....passing through yet another story... ShanT

















 

 

 

 

Each picture links to a story on ShanT's web...

Cartoons by Jet de Wilde

Poppen dokter - Doll doctor Shop in Amsterdam

The Hague - an empty city

Decor building   Decor bouw

ShanT and Mary...

Art photography  -  Fotografie

Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer

Tarot by Sona.     Tarot kaarten van Sona.

Hand made cotton paper factory India  -  Hand geschept katoen papier India.

Statues The Hague  -  Beeldentuin Lange Voorhout Den Haag

Ardennen kanoeing  -  Ardennen kano varen

OSHO Ashram

OSHO

Tibettan Pulsing Healing

Frequencies of Brilliance Shamanic Training

Diving in Egypt  -  Duiken in Egypte

Art Photography  -  Fotografie

ShanT in Nepal

My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar?

Schilderijen  -  Zonder stroom

Paspoppen

Eye of GOD  -  and his face!!!

Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest

Tischa

Flower Clown, Ronnie Flower

Tischa in Egypt

Tischa and friends

Egypt

ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie

ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind

ShanT in India

Photography  -  fotografie

ShanT's Swans  -  zwanen

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ShanT History 1998 - 1999


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     My OSHO and sannyassin stories Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag Old friends Maroesja Perizonius, commune kind, en mijn ervaringen als communekind... ShanT's life around his thirties... and soo beautiful love making around! ShanT and Mary...1996
ShanT on the ganges, on the way to Nepal.. The Flappies, a dutch friendship Day at the pyramids of Giza... Beard lama blesses thangka's... ShanT's life around his thirties... Frigge Timmerwerken Den Haag. - kinderkamer
My father... My family ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind ShanT as a child  -  ShanT als kind Me in puberty and up... Me in puberty and up... ShanT's life around his thirties... ShanT's life around his thirties... ShanT's life around his thirties... ShanT's life 1995 - Aziza and India ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie - mensen - portretten
ShanT's life 1995 -victoria and India ShanT 1997 My disasters... ShanT-  1998 - 99 Personal little advertisement... me looking for a woman... Ardennen kanoeing  -  Ardennen kano varen 2004 All links to Egypt, diving, Aswan, Philae, Cairo... Karnak, and this mysterious and powerfull statue... Inner Warrior Club and Marcus van Soest  -  Inner Warrior en Marcus van Soest ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie - mensen - portretten Article about decor company Vorm $ Decor, Rotterdam, Netherlands
Photo model Tischa, Tischa's best friend... Tischa home page ShanT's art, flyers... ShanT in Nepal 1998 Dilgo Kyentse Rinpoche Tulku with Tischa, my daughter... Two clowns in Nepal, march 2007.... Travels through India and Nepal 1990-2000 My aura, your aura and more... kirlian photo... My Altar - How to make an altar  -  Hoe maak je een altaar? Frequencies of Brilliance Shamanic Training My stories with OSHO
Inner Warrior project Den Haag, with artists like Marcus van Soest en Enricho Scalzitti Follow this link to see the most beautiful Tibetan Thanka's ever made... Ancient Thangka's ShanT and his photography  -  ShanT en zijn fotografie

    I decide to go live in a bus. I feel lost, not knowing what to do now. My friends are not my friends, the mother of my daughter is not my friend, and above all, needs someone beside her, to be able to function, I have to start a new career, and I don't know how I want to live. I lived in squatted houses for years, in communes with hippies and seekers. And all has become past. I am torn out of my security into the void. Alone again. An old friend, who has his own decor business, asks me to come work for him as a carpenter. As I actually never worked as one, since I am allergic to wood dust (or was) I decide to take the challenge. Very successful it came to be. From then on I am being asked to work as a carpenter more and more. 

    I am invited to work in Las Vegas, as a exhibits builder. Tim, a German friend of mine works there, and my ticket is paid. It is exciting. Traveling and being paid for this. I need a break anyway. Staying there in the Hague in this situation, is not helpful for me. Tim is great. The workers in the company are so slow, and incapable carpenters, it's like one eye is king. The weather is great, and so is Las Vegas. While the people I meet in the casino's are strange, on the work floor, they can all write a story about their lives. I get along well with a guy who looks like Frank Zappa. He is a former Ranger with a conscience problem. It's beer at the local German brewery, concerts like Underworld, and taco's and burrito's. Life is good. 

    My friend starts to live more at night than at day, and it takes some time for me to find out he is using too much speed. Actually, all of the guys are using. The owner has his own dealer working for him... Now I am getting paranoid. I get into an argument with Tim, and decide to move out of our apartment, to live by myself. Suddenly I feel terribly alone. On site, I tell the union guys I don't feel well, I feel lost and alone. A woman tells me this is the time to show what I am made of. She gives me so much strength, that the problem is over, there and then. I feel connected again.

    I had a dream about Tischa, she calls me to come home. I saved some money, thinking I would buy a Winnebago, but decide to go back home. My time is over here, as is the work. I get can get a seat on the plane within 2 days, and decide to go. When I arrive, the meeting with my daughter is exactly as I dreamed. I missed her, and love her. I decide not to leave her so long any more.

    Living with Brigitte gets more and more difficult. Sharing this little space, she not very communicative, but pushing me out, brings me to the point I have to go. Then I find a camper for sale. Not just a camper, but an old one. 32 years! It's marvelous. I can live like a gypsy, and travel europe... Maybe even to India, an old dream of mine. I buy the car, and start renovating. It's summer, and falling asleep at the beach, or driving into the RAI (I work as an exhibitsbuilder now) with my home and tools, is fantastic. Everybody waves as I drive along. It is a fun bus, and I drive it with a big smile. I live in it for the rest of the summer, looking for a heater to build in the bus. Winters are cold, but more, Holland is wet, most of the time, and the combination of those two, living in a camper without a heater, is not appealing to me, to say the least. So, here is the winter, and ...

 

 

 

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